Poems from itsanniebautista14
We defend the men we love.
He lies; but he tells the truth eventually by action or words.
He begs; but only when can he remove his pride...
We defend the men we love.
He lies; but he tells the truth eventually by action or words.
He begs; but only when can he remove his pride...
Intimacy
Erotic to a familiar touch, but not the familiar skin that meets comfort
Infatuation
At it's peak, passion is forest fire that...
Eyes that reflect our core introspection, visions, and convictions.
Delusions I, as a child, have embodied three to two quarters of my...